Hello. I'm new here and I don't know if reincarnation is the right explanation for what I've experienced. I've loved everything about France ever since I was a little girl and I speak French like a native. I go to France every year and I feel every time as if I were returning home. Paris is my favorite place in the world and I love being there. However, there are certain places in Paris which make me feel awful without any logical explanation. These places are firmly linked in my mind with a certain time period. For instance, the area around the Petit Palais and Grand Palais make me feel literally sick. In my mind this feeling is somehow related to the first decades of the 20th century. I had a panic attack the first time I went there. Hotel-Dieu near Notre Dame also makes me feel sad. On the other hand, I feel extremely happy when walking in the Marais, on the Ile Saint Louis and I'm ecstatic in Versailles. Every time I go to Versailles it feels like a homecoming. I adore 18th century art and I'm obssessed with the French aristocracy in the 17th and 18th century. I have a very happy feeling when I think about the period from around 1720 to 1750. I feel as if it was a very happy time for me on a personal level. I don't have enough words to express the love I feel for the palaces, the art and the literature of this period. It makes me unbelievably happy just to look at a palace or a painting from 18th century France. I find it funny that I'm more passionate about buildings, paintings and long-gone people than about real people. In my daily life I don't talk about this and I don't share this interest with anybody in my family or my circle of friends. Another weird feeling I have is related to life in the 1870s in the area around Montmartre. I feel sad, depressed and hopeless when I think about that time and when I go to certain places in Montmartre. I'm a Christian and I'm not at all sure about reincarnation, but I keep an open mind and I realize that Christianity and reincarnation are not mutually exclusive. I'm a rational being always looking for explanations and I've tried to understand my feelings. I'm thinking maybe I'm remembering feelings from past lives, as a female courtier in the 18th century and as a poor woman in 1870s Montmartre. Or maybe I have genetic memories or abilities that allow me to get somehow in touch with the feelings of other people from the past. What do you think?